Lover
When I see You,
In that tender moment,
When our eyes meet,
Simply,
In part of reasoning my own famine and defeat,
Or maybe it’s Fear You unjustifiably struggle with.
Your Presence over mine,
Feels like a battle warring inside my insecurities
Forerunning my ambiguities,
But, I want You to win,
Every time.
I want to share with You so much more than I can,
And will,
And should.
When we sit in silence,
I think of Your thoughts,
Hoping Yours are of me,
While grasping my own,
Knowing their vulnerability,
And not wanting to reconcile them.
Each empty moment that passes without You,
I realize that,
I want to be next to You.
Hearing Your voice.
Feeling Your touch.
And I want to see Your smile,
Most of all.
Especially when You smile,
I can’t even pretend not to be in love with You.
If I lie to myself, who am I telling the truth to?
I keep my heart locked up,
Forgetting how tight it really is,
Needing someone like You,
So desperately,
To call upon the name of the Lord.
-Kait ☼
Just a little shirt I made.
They say we aren’t alone. I say we are.
something I’ve been working on.
my personal photography.
*Describes the emotion of a teenager dealing with a pregnancy.
“The most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched, they must be felt with the heart.”
~some of my personal photography. quote by helen keller
Oceania
Verse:
Wake up
To the sound of
Ocean waves crashing all along the coast
Wake up
To your warm face
smiling back at mine our fingers still entwined
Windows
Can’t be closed
Cause the wind has whipped in right under your nose
Chorus:
And oh the storms
are coming today
And oh the storms have
not gone away
Verse 2:
White sheets
Folded up
Draw the curtains back let your mind relax
On your face
Dark like the sea’s
I feel the current picking up it’s hard to see
just some photography I’ve been doing.
Our mouths were filled with laughter,
our tongues with songs of joy.
Then it was said among the nations,
“The LORD has done great things for them.”
psalm 126:2
(via hazytimes)
Jeremiah 31:4 I will build you up again and you will be rebuilt, O Virgin
Israel. Again you will take up your tambourines and go out to dance with
the joyful.
sorrow
I sit here in solitude.
My body is overcome with despair, anger, confusion, sadness.
I want to run free of sorrow where my tears will become ones of tomorrow.
Where my crying will turn into laughing and my sulking into dancing.
“weeping may remain for a night, but rejoicing comes in the morning.”
Psalm 30:5
